Mila Overland Whore ❤️

About Dallas

Oi, precious, lemme tell ya bout whores! We hates it! Sneaky, slimy, sellin’ their souls—like in *A Prophet*, ya know? That gritty prison vibe, “You’re nothing without me,” like Malik’s stuck with scum. Whores, they’re everywhere, tradin’ flesh for coins, ugh! Makes me skin crawl, it does.

Archive of Everything

I had this one time my head was spinnin’ from the city bustle and I just sat at the overlook on Aspen Point. I swear the river whispered “Let it go, let it flow” – even if I couldn’t catch up. It was like a meditation on wheels—every street, every alley, got me recharged.

Overland from Bali to London — why not? This is how I did it